Shes so much prettier, nicer, sweeter, easier than me. I only come with problems and conflict and no wonder he moved on.

I feel as though there is something fundamentally wrong with me that will keep him from ever loving me.

I feel as though there is something fundamentally wrong with me that will keep him from ever loving me.

You know that feeling you get when you realize that you’re pathetic for loving someone so much when that person couldn’t be any more apathetic towards you? Yeah.

Why am I always the one who doesn’t sleep. Why am I the only one still crying.

All he ever cared about was his image and his own feelings. This was never about us, and yet I let myself believe it was. I wasn’t even worth a fraction of his time. All he ever makes me feel is worthless, and he loves that. He loves to play this game.

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